Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 642

Brielle couldn’t help but smirk, a sarcastic curve playing at the corners of her lips. “Sorry about that. I’ve no clue where Aubree’s at,” she said, her voice tinged with irony.

No sooner had the words left her mouth than the gas pedal was slammed down hard. She hadn’t even had time to buckle her seatbelt before she was nearly thrown backward.

Andrew was fuming, and today, he was driving a two–seater sports car that could go from zero to sixty in a heartbeat. As he floored it, the world outside the windows became nothing but a blur.

The speed was so intense it gave her a feeling of extreme weightlessness. Her scream was like stuck in her throat, unable to escape or be swallowed.

Brielle had never experienced anything like it. All she could hear was the roar of the engine. Everything else was lost to her. Time and space seemed to be in reverse, her recent meal pressing uncomfortably against her stomach, making her feel nauseous, but the cold sweat breaking out on her back made it impossible to vomit.

Andrew was torturing her on purpose, perhaps because she had sold Aubree’s house or maybe because of the slap she had given him last time. He was always one to hold a grudge, and she was sure he was looking for a chance to get back at her for that slap.

Brielle’s face grew colder, but she maintained her composure. “Andrew, are you trying to get us both killed?”

“Do you really think you’re worth dying with me?” His tone was cool, his muscles tense, as he pushed the gas pedal to the floor again.

with her seatbelt

is, Brielle, and I’ll

The thought that Brielle had sold Aubree’s house without his permission sent Andrew into a panic. It was

the safety belt, closing her eyes to ease the dizziness. “Aren’t you about to marry Tessa?”

marriage to Tessa won’t affect what Aubree and I have.

So, he truly believed Aubree was just Tessa’s replacement when he needed

car continued at this insane speed until they were far

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Chapter 642

let you go,” he said, pulling out his phone

to see.

calling, but Andrew didn’t answer. He simply switched the phone to airplane mode. His phone had anti–surveillance technology, so no

him.

knew he meant it. There was nothing Andrew